Nevermore

Acknowledgments

There are so many people to whom I owe a wealth of gratitude. A huge thanks and many hugs go to my ninja agent, Nadia Cornier. Thank you as well to all of my friends at Simon & Schuster and Atheneum; to my superhero copyeditor, Valerie Shea; and to my amazing editor, Namrata Tripathi, for her brilliance, for being my sounding board, and for pulling things out of me I didn’t know I had.

I would also like to thank all of my partners in crime from Spalding University’s MFA in Writing program, especially my Writing for Children peeps; thanks for your insight, your friendship, and for being my cheerleading squad. Splvoe and Spuddles, always. Thanks also to my Spalding mentors who helped me shape and form the first draft of Nevermore: Louella Bryant and Luke Wallin, with special thanks to Joyce McDonald, who believed in this story when it was just a spark and who encouraged me at every stage to go full speed ahead.

I have so many spectacular people who have played an integral part in my life while writing Nevermore, and I want to thank you all for being there as both my friends and my early readers. Thanks to Amy Ameno Blew, for reading along and for pointing me firmly to Poe (you were right). Thanks to Marcus Wynn, for reminding me to check my batteries (judo chop! *Force field*), and to Nick Passafiume, for listening to me jabber and for helping me to laugh at the absurdity that is me. Thank you to my dear friend Jenny Haskell, for meeting me at the Grind and for continuing to answer my ceaseless research questions. I would also like to thank Melody Molito, Angela Cook, and Jeannine and Laura Buhse, for their infinite patience, friendship, and for steering me through the occasional midnight dreary. (On that note, I would like to offer double thanks to M-Pony and J-Pony, for standing outside of a certain Baltimore, Maryland, graveyard after midnight in the middle of January, shivering and watching the snow flurries fly while waiting for that guy with the scarf and hat to appear. You guys must really, really love me.) And to A-Pony—I fear I would still be lost within the woodlands if you hadn’t taken me on that long walk and talked me through that one scene (you know the one).

Additional thanks goes to Susan Luka, Jackie Marrs, Judith Robin, and Megan Evans. I heart your faces (for days). And I can’t forget Michael Luka (a.k.a. Freddie Jo), for the prank calls and for being my football coach.

More thanks goes to all of my friends at the Louisville Free Public Library. Thanks for the constant encouragement and making such a fuss over me.

This novel took a lot of research, and I would like to thank Mr. Jeff Jerome, curator of the Poe House in Baltimore, for taking the time to chat with me and for all he does at the Poe House. I would also like to thank the staff of the Poe Museum of Richmond, who answered all of my questions with lightning speed and for making my visit unforgettable. Additional thanks goes to the Poe Society of Baltimore, for their extensive and informative web page and for their dedication to all things Poe. I would also like to include a special thanks here, if I may, to the Poe Toaster. I admire you so. (And I hope you don’t mind that I put you in the story.) A very heartfelt thank-you goes to my family. I love you all. Thanks for understanding, for being so supportive, and for cheering me along. And Mom, without you, this would never be.

Thanks for insisting all those years that I was really a writer. You were right. Thanks for believing in me no matter what; for helping me put the binding on that first book, Pink Lettuce; and for being my best friend.

Lastly, I would like to offer thanks in memory of Edgar Allan Poe. His legacy and writings continue to inspire me as well as countless others. Thanks, Eddy. Evermore.